Impromptu Freestyle

[Verse 1: Major Van Winkle] I'm unimpressed, here with Doug E. Fresh No vest up on my chest I have no S like Superman Yeah I'm stupid tan up in the summer I'm ridin' hard like a fully loaded Hummer You ain't got it, that's a bummer Well I'm A.I to the 76er's Darlin' put that phone away cause we don't need pictures Rollin' with the stones, bitch I feel like Keith Richards The truth stands tall while the jealous keep whisper And on and on 'bout some shit they ain't even know I swear the thoughts up in my head are poems that the Beattles wrote Needles broke, so the record player scratching bitch Tryna bag every chick I'm Snapchattin' with Really, yo I don't need a phone And I don't need a home Cause home is where the heart is The hardest part of love is getting started But give my regards to the God that is in charge of Eden's garden And I'm with my bitch Eve, please bite my Adam's apple To get some truth in a life and that's a Snapple fact Imagine that, I'm on the road like Jack Kerouac I hit your girlfriend once and then you can have her back Came swervin', perfect when I'm working Shit, I'm Michael Jordan on the court ya bitch I'm feeling rich but I'm broke as shit Your body nice but your face needs Proactiv That's sensitive, if confidence is beauty And all I need's a booty I'm high in south Philly bumming loosies Groupies all for one song Couple off of this one Six blunts deep but I've been high since the fifth one For the first hit, maybe I'm a lightweight Kinda guy your ex girl might date Myspace top eight flow but Tom is my pro pic hoe The white Eazy-E just cruisin' in my 64 Bumbin' disco and jazz music My dad's music prolly better than your dad's music My dreams lucid, I'm done with this I had fun with this...